Worst New Year's Eve EVER

Now I'm Scarred For Life -- But At Least The Kids Are Finally Safe.

EDITOR’S NOTE: This is a chapter from my new memoir. Stay tuned if you want more.

Chapter 10: SociopathGate

“Are you a dog?” My grandmother said.

Her voice roared through the phone. It was so loud that I could hear her clearly from the receiver pressed against my babysitter’s ear. She waited in silence for my babysitter to respond.

“No...” She returned sheepishly.

It was incredible. I had never seen a human being become so small so fast. Just five minutes earlier, this woman had bitten me like an animal.

Blood ran from the teeth marks she left on my chest. I screamed. And suddenly, I was afraid for my life. I was trembling. I might have even peed my pants. I felt like a rabbit in a fox’s mouth.

And now, this beast suddenly morphed into the world’s most pathetic worm.

“I thought only dogs bit people.” My grandmother said.

I was already starting to feel better with my grandmother on the phone. But my chest still burned like fire. In my five short years, I had never heard of my grandmother like …